"Young master, are you tired of practicing calligraphy, can the slave pour you a glass of water to drink?" Under the yellowing light at night, the sound of a girl suddenly sounded in the room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yan Fei, who was practicing calligraphy, shuddered and left a large ink ball on the paper: "What are you doing strangely? You didn't see me practicing calligraphy! I can't pour water myself when I'm thirsty? Now I don't ...... at all."

As soon as he turned around while talking, he couldn't go on, and he was dumbfounded for a long time before he stammered a little and said, "You...... What are you doing here? That ...... Won't the sheets fall off?"

Hearing this, the girl pretended to bow her head shyly, and gently supported her chest with both hands, the part that could easily hang the sheets: "It's okay young master, the slave is big enough here!"

Yan Fei, who had just said that he was not thirsty at all, felt that he was very ...... now You need a glass of cold water to relieve the sudden dry mouth.

Yes, the girl was now wrapped in a white sheet, which passed through her armpits and wrapped around her chest, and was gently tied in a bow. Both shoulders and arms are exposed, because the upper body is wrapped too much, so the shortest part under the sheet is gone before the knee, and the longer one on the other side is just above the knee.

And the girl's usual ponytail hair was also scattered, and it was only briefly tied up at the back, and a few strands of black hair hung down on both sides of her slightly red cheeks. Above the cloud temples on one side, there is also a delicate red moon flower.

Probably because she felt too bold in the action just now, at this moment, a red color flew on her cheeks. The dim light concealed the slightly shabby flaws of the sheets, and it looked a little charming of a lady in ancient costumes.

"That ......," Yan Fei said a little dryly. "Can you stop talking like this, and don't call me young master!"

"Young master, don't you think that calling you young master like a slave maid has more artistic conception of reading at night with red sleeves?"

That's right, this is the 'means' that a certain girl thinks she has come up with for a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

The girl after careful consideration and comparison of the 'force value' of the two sides. It was decided to abandon the simple and crude method of 'torture' and adopt another more tortuous and euphemistic method of 'interrogation'.

That's the current plan to 'overcome rigidity with softness'.

Originally, the girl was a little shy at first, but at this moment, it was probably Yan Fei's concession that made her feel courageous again. actually made the most daring move in his life, stretched out a leg slightly sideways, and stretched out his hand to pull the sheet upwards: "Young master, look, the slave is like this, isn't it much better-looking?"

"Uh-huh, but...... Why do I think you're like this...... Did the vixen in the god list run out?" Yan Fei felt that he didn't know what to say for a while. "You...... You ......"

Although his age is still a little different, this year is like eating auxin, and he looks not much worse than a young man of seventeen or eighteen. At this time, I suddenly saw the girl like this, and I really didn't know what to say. It took a long time to burst out with a sentence: "You...... It can't be a vixen, right?"

"Young master, why do you think so! The slave just wants to serve the young master. Come on, young master, let the slave and maid pinch her shoulders!Come on......" The girl was stunned by his fever, then gritted her teeth, took two steps forward, and pushed him the chest.

Her little bit of strength is like a mayfly shaking a tree compared to Yan Fei. But at this moment, the body that was carrying a thousand catties of stone tablets was gently pushed by the girl, staggered back two steps, and sat on the rattan chair behind him.

I said...... If you have something to say, just say it, don't move your hands and feet!" Yan Fei was like a helpless little girl who had been bullied at the moment, half-lying on a wicker chair looking up at the girl, and her tongue knotting was getting worse and worse.

"Oops...... Young master, how can you say that!" His concession was exchanged for the girl's increasing arrogance. I saw that the girl pulled the sheets on her body, and when she tilted her body, she sat on his lap. "If the slave and maid don't serve the young master well, I'm afraid that the young master won't want the slave!"

Usually with this girl, it is already accustomed to carrying her and hugging her. It's just so strange at this moment, as soon as the girl sits on his lap, Yan Fei feels that he has no place to put his hands and feet.

"You, you...... What the hell is there to say, don't do this, can't you? Be careful with my ......."

"Be careful, young master, young master, don't scare the slave maid, the slave maid is very timid!" the girl said as she put her hands on his shoulders. "The slave and maid are afraid that the young master will not want to be herself! Come and let the slave and maid pinch the young master's shoulder, okay? The slave and maid have not served anyone, young master, do you think this is okay......

The soft little hand squeezed gently on his shoulder, and although the force was not much greater than that of a mosquito for someone, he just didn't have the strength to push the girl away.

"If you have something to say, don't come to this set, I don't eat this set!" Yan Fei's face turned a little red.

"Oh, young master, what are you talking about! The slave maid is thinking that the young master has grown up now and has his own secrets, and he doesn't say anything to the slave maid, so the slave and maid are afraid that the young master doesn't want anyone else...... "The more this girl performs, the more energetic she becomes, and this is all into the play." The whole body was about to lie down on the 'young master' - fortunately there was a part that could hang the sheets to support it, otherwise it would have really fallen down.

Talking in her ear with a snorting voice, Yan Fei felt that her ears were hot: "Okay, okay, what do you want to ask? Say it! Whatever you ask, I won't hide it from you! Hurry up, okay, don't get up again...... I'll just ...... I'll just ......"

"Young master, how are you?" the girl laughed in his ear. "The slaves and maids are all young master's people, of course, the young master can do whatever he wants, young master, what do you want?"

Yan Fei is really a little anxious, although he has no strength in his body, and he feels that his body is a little weak and unable to use his strength, but there are always exceptions that are not: "I said that it is not okay to say whatever you ask, get up quickly......"

The girl wanted to continue pretending to be a vixen, but suddenly she felt that her body was pushed up by something hard, and her whole body suddenly became hot, and she knew that she had overplayed.

But I'm afraid that if I get up right now, this night's efforts will be in vain. Gritting his teeth, he arched his body slightly upward, and asked softly, "Is the young master really a slave who can say whatever he asks?"

Yan Fei has been interrogated by his father once today, and at this time, he is also not worried about having more lice and more debts, so he simply said, "Okay, I'll just say it." That's me, okay, can't you get up?"

(To be continued.) )